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OOC>>> Spree, I ain't a member so I can't access the pics [img]graemlins/verysad.gif[/img] But glad that you enjoyed yourself :D
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ooc: Spree, i can't access the photos, probably for the same reason Mistral can't. [img]graemlins/crying.gif[/img] glad to hear you had a good time though, maybe you can put a few of them up on Stealthy's (or email them to me!) :D
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ooc: Grumble grumble grumble... ;) Internet fried on me last night... Okies though, I just e-mailed 'em to Sephi. :D Tell me if you wanna see 'em Mistral. Larry, you'll hafta tell me which e-mail address to send 'em to if you want 'em.
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Anaquei
~Anaquei shot you a sideways glance, grinning complacently.~ <font color=teal>"Oh I'm sure!"</font> ~Chuckling, she looked up at the canopy. She gasped.~ <font color=teal>"Oh no!"</font> ~She tugged at your arm, starting to quicken the pace.~ <font color=teal>"The sun's going down! I've got to get back to the den and help Aoln set up! Come on!!"</font> Cyrus ~Cyrus hummed as the trio trecked listlessly along.~ <font color=silver>"Hmmm hmm hmmm..."</font> ~They were moving at a comparitively slow pace, taking their time on the march to iminent death. Suddenly his tune stopped, and he whispered to his comrades.~ <font color=silver>"Hush... Stop a moment."</font> ~The rogue's ears strained, and he quietly slipped off his horse, handing the reigns to Aragorn for safe keeping. He padded softly across the ground, listened, then grinned, calling back to his friends without turning his searching eyes.~ <font color=silver>"I thought I heard something. I'll just take this a precautionary measure..."</font> ~Drawing out his katana, he grinned and commanded.~ <font color=silver>"Incarak khil neogyth nay gurth."</font> ~With that the blade sprung happily from his hand, keeping enchanted watch for intruders. Should it find one, it would gladly prevent them from moving until its master could investigate. The sword flying keenly alongside, Cyrus remounted his horse and the party started off again.~ [ 05-18-2002, 10:57 AM: Message edited by: Killing Spree ] |
(ooc: very nice pictures Spree, I'm sure you had fun!)
<font color=silver>I gasped as well, and set off after her. Before we went too far I activated my innate Haste spell, speeding us both up so that we would get there faster. We ran the whole way, and arrived back at the edge of town just as the sun was a mere sliver on the horizon of an orange sky. "Just in time," I managed to say through gasps for air. The haste spell wore off and I had to stagger my way toward Aoln's inn.</font> |
Digging her heels onto the sides of the horses a little, Eilonwy prodded it forward to beside the half-elf ~ <font color=lightgreen>"That's a fine blade you have there, Cyrus."</font> ~ She murmured softly in awe ~ <font color=lightgreen>"It hums a tune of its own... I hear it..."</font> ~ She tossed a glance at the silent paladin who rode with a hardened expression on his face.
Aragorn looked through her, far beyond, his mind was drifting a little ~ Ursula, you've got to protect Fantine... ~ He barely noticed the dancing katana swivelling around them in a sinuous rhythm ~ Fantine, you will stay back there, won't you? ~ It suddenly seemed a horrible idea to have left those two ladies behind ~ Will they trail us? Is that what Cyrus was mumbling about?... What was it that he said, anyway? ~ Uncharacteristally, a lost look clouded his eyes as he dully urged the horse along. <font color=lightgreen>"Get a grip of yourself."</font> ~ He started as he felt a cool hand upon his wrist. Looking up, he met Eilonwy's solemn countenance, the first time she wore one since they had met ~ <font color=lightgreen>"You've made your choice, Aragorn. Live with it. Live in the now."</font> ~ At his instinctive glare, she shook her head ~ <font color=lightgreen>"Don't start that now, please. You know I've nothing against you."</font> ~ A mischievous grin persistently crept onto her lips ~ <font color=lightgreen>"Except for when you charged towards me like a madman, waving that ridiculous long sword."</font> With reluctance, he returned the grin, albeit wearily ~ <font color=white>"It is my family blade."</font> ~ Subconsciously running his fingers along the scabbard ~ <font color=white>"It is the pride of the Brightblade family, and has served many generations."</font> ~ I hope I do not disgrace it... <font color=lightgreen>"Yes, the Brightblade family..."</font> ~ She spoke to herself quietly ~ <font color=lightgreen>"... or the Freelight..."</font> ~ Jolting as he, in turn, grabbed her wrist. <font color=white>"How did you know that?"</font> ~ For a strange reason, he almost choked at the sound of the name ~ <font color=white>"How is it that you know so much about me, while I know nothing about you?"</font> ~ It was so unfair! She had the advantage in almost aspect. <font color=lightgreen>"If we survive this adventure, I will let you know all that you want."</font> ~ Once again, she lapsed into a pensive mood ~ <font color=lightgreen>"But now, you must do your part, Aragorn."</font> ~ Her voice was hypnotic ~ <font color=lightgreen>"You must be alert, and help us live to fight that beast. Then become a hero, a pride to your family..."</font> ~ Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight ~ <font color=lightgreen>"... and then, we shall sit around the fireplace and share as many stories as we would like."</font> ~ With that, she pulled her hand away and continued to keep up with Cyrus, ignoring him. Aragorn took a deep breath, then exhaled. All that she had said made sense. Imp that she was, she had her serious moods. And she was so right ~ What was I thinking of?! ~ With renewed spirit, he now flicked the reins of the horse, and together they made their way to the front, closely behind their companions... |
Anaquei
(ooc: ;) Thank you Sephi. Wish you could of been there! :D We coulda moshed!) ~Aoln looked on quizically as two panting elves entered his tavern.~ <font color=indianred>"What in Corellon's name happened to you two?"</font> ~He chuckled, putting down the cup he'd been washing.~ <font color=indianred>"You look like you tried to outrun a wolf pack!"</font> ~Anaquei grinned weakly and gasped through uneven breaths.~ <font color=teal>"Well... We... I had to... Get back to... Help... So..."</font> ~She nodded her head, satisfied with the answer.~ <font color=teal>"Yeah..."</font> ~Aoln raised an eyebrow.~ <font color=indianred>"Well what had you so pre-occupied that you had to-..."</font> ~He paused, looked at you, then held up a ceasing hand.~ <font color=indianred>"Never mind."</font> ~Anaquei, who had now nearly caught her breath, chimed in.~ <font color=teal>"So... Where should we start?"</font> ~Aoln returned his critical gaze to you once more.~ <font color=indianred>"He's helping too I take it?"</font> ~Anaquei bit her lower lip.~ <font color=teal>"Ummm..."</font> ~She smiled at you.~ <font color=teal>"Yeah. He'll help."</font> ~Aoln nodded, then pointed you two in opposite directions.~ <font color=indianred>"Right. Ana, you can clean the tables... And Lorath, you can sweep."</font> ~Turning back to his dishes, he added.~ <font color=indianred>"And be quick about it if you can!"</font> Cyrus ~Cyrus yawned shamelessly, drawing his dark cloak tighter around him. He decided to make idle conversation to escape his sudden bout of boredom. (As he'd been yawning from sheer lack of activity more than fatigue.)~ <font color=silver>"So, my friends..."</font> ~His trail of thought was interrupted as the katana paused deftly, pointing to the left, moving fluidly as if it were stalking something. The elf chuckled.~ <font color=silver>"Watch this... She's found something... It's a bloody good show if I might say so. Though Gods know I'm easily amused... Ah, but look!" ~The blade crept level with the long grass, humming and glowing.~</font> |
Eilonwy's eyes swept in the direction of the blade, straining to catch a glimpse of the intruder ~ <font color=lightgreen>"We've been trailed all this while?!"</font> ~ Her hiss smacked of annoyance more than anything else ~ <font color=lightgreen>"Whoever it is, we'll see how well he resists my spells..."</font>
<font color=white>"Hold."</font> ~ Aragorn raised his hand, signalling for her to calm down ~ <font color=white>"Let's see what it is, first. No point wasting your valuable spells if it's just some goblins or so."</font> ~ He felt his heartbeat nevertheless increasing, as thankful as Cyrus for the break in monotony. Together, the companions watched in silence, awaiting for the blade to reveal the truth of the situation... |
OOC>>> Spree, I'd like to see the pics too. They aren't too big, are they [img]graemlins/1ponder.gif[/img] I'll let you know if I don't receive them...
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ooc: ;) OK, I just sent 'em to both of ya. [img]smile.gif[/img] I'm waiting for Larry to post IC. (Hint, the swords going after YOU. Come out with your hands up!! ROFL!)
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